Well, I packed my truck and left. First stop, home through Milwaukee. I left the Cities at 5, and aroung 8:30, got hungry, so I stopped off in Black River Falls to dine at a Burger King
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I haven't had a chance to call yet, schatz. I gave in to Dream and pulled over to sleep during my planned on-the-road-window.
From then on it's been a whirl of "ZOMGMatt'sbackintown!" thanks to people who don't know what "DL" means when I say, "I'm gonna be around, but keep it on the DL."
I believe I'm going to resolve that issue tonight, once free-minute time kicks in. Especially if you've got questions. As long as those questions aren't about abstracts.
To recap:
- Q&A session forthcoming - *hug* *hug* *hug* *hug* - I shall keep you posted on further developments. *hug* - I have not called yet. It's hard enough getting through with a broken phone, I'd hate to attempt it on a number you probably wouldn't even answer.
Oooh, I could so play bitchy love-interest here, with screams etc, but that wouldn't really be an appropriate role, so I'll just say that I totally understand and then I'll go run around my appartment singing and finding breakfast. Much more healthy.
By the way, I got an A on that abstract you helped me with. An A, Matt. A motherfucking A. Most of the people in the class didn't even do it right. *cheers*
To recap: - The telephone was invented by Alexander Graham Bell. - The sun is hot; the sun is not a place where we could live. - I still answer numbers I don't know. Usually with a funny accent! - and *mchuggins*
Jess (but I really want to address them SuperflousLove from now on...)-
That was fast. And yes, I wrote the newer one at a coffee shop the very morning I decided, which in turn was the very evening you re-presented the obvious solution. People with no grand design for control in life might comment about a so-called "fate". But it was pretty coincidental, no?
I would love to move to California, still. Realistically, NorCal. Stereotypically, LA, because everybody has a screenplay and everything is always 30 minutes from where you are.
(One of my favorite memories of California was when I took some people there for '01 Spring Break while I was at Western Michigan. The Chinese Theater and Walk of Fame, on a dreary California afternoon, is a far cry from the glitzed and polished E! bastardization the media lies to the rest of the world about. The sheer shock of the Midwestern girls as I shattered the illusion was tangible.)
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And you didn't stop by D.C. on your (out of the) way.
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Anyroad, lots of hugs for you! *hug* *hug* *hug!*
I'm sorry about Indy, but you'll survive, like you always do. *smile, hug*
(Did you call me earlier today from a weird number?)
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From then on it's been a whirl of "ZOMGMatt'sbackintown!" thanks to people who don't know what "DL" means when I say, "I'm gonna be around, but keep it on the DL."
I believe I'm going to resolve that issue tonight, once free-minute time kicks in. Especially if you've got questions. As long as those questions aren't about abstracts.
To recap:
- Q&A session forthcoming
- *hug* *hug* *hug* *hug*
- I shall keep you posted on further developments. *hug*
- I have not called yet. It's hard enough getting through with a broken phone, I'd hate to attempt it on a number you probably wouldn't even answer.
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By the way, I got an A on that abstract you helped me with. An A, Matt. A motherfucking A. Most of the people in the class didn't even do it right. *cheers*
To recap:
- The telephone was invented by Alexander Graham Bell.
- The sun is hot; the sun is not a place where we could live.
- I still answer numbers I don't know. Usually with a funny accent!
- and *mchuggins*
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I received and opened both of you letters today. Wow.
Good for you.
What happened to the mentioned job in Cali this spring?
Will write when I get the chance.
Until then, many blessings, friend.
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That was fast. And yes, I wrote the newer one at a coffee shop the very morning I decided, which in turn was the very evening you re-presented the obvious solution. People with no grand design for control in life might comment about a so-called "fate". But it was pretty coincidental, no?
I would love to move to California, still. Realistically, NorCal. Stereotypically, LA, because everybody has a screenplay and everything is always 30 minutes from where you are.
(One of my favorite memories of California was when I took some people there for '01 Spring Break while I was at Western Michigan. The Chinese Theater and Walk of Fame, on a dreary California afternoon, is a far cry from the glitzed and polished E! bastardization the media lies to the rest of the world about. The sheer shock of the Midwestern girls as I shattered the illusion was tangible.)
Looking forward to more written commo,
-M
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